I can plan the
Contents of an
Hour, know its
Coordinates by
Clock and calendar
And tell where
Rain fell alive
On dust where
Dust traveled in wind.
I can see where
Rain ends, but
What an hour is,
Or instant, I can't
Tell, and understand
Eternity as well.
Expressing the ineffable....Thanks!
ReplyDeleteThanks Willie. My ideas sometimes inspire criticisms that include the eff-word. Good to hear this poem is solidly ineffable!
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